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Among the Ashes
So far away
It's growing colder without your love
Why can't you feel me calling your name?
Can't break the silence
It's breaking me
All my fears turn to rage
And I'm alone now, me
And all I stood for
We're wandering now
All in parts and pieces, swim lonely,
Find your own way out
Nothing worth fighting for
We're wandering now
All in parts and pieces, swim lonely
Find your own way out
~Evanescence "Your Star"
Fire and Ash
For a moment that lasted an eternity the world seemed to go silent. All Zelda could do was stare at her father lying there, the pool of crimson slowly growing around him. Through the silence she could suddenly hear herself screaming from afar: a voice that was not her own. She screamed like a wild beast, the fury within her spilling over in an instant. Her cry rang out so loudly the walls around them began to quake, the very beams that held the ceiling up swaying precariously. She could feel something awaken within her, running through her bloo
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Among the Ashes
Marth shouldered his way through the crowd, breaking through a small opening between the tightly-packed market goers. He clutched a small bag under his arm and darted forward with a fleeting glance over his back.
"Someone stop him!" the call rang out.
Marth turned his eyes ahead, concentrating so intently on the voices behind him that he didn't notice the muscled figure in green ram into him until he had hit the ground. He reeled, all breath knocked from his body, and the stolen bag knocked from his hands.
"Is this the thief?"
Marth squinted up at Link, who towered over him with a look of intense, quiet fury on his face.
"That's him!" a bystander called. "I saw the whole thing!"
"Move aside!" Three armored guards shoved their way through, spears bared.
"On your feet!" The head guard grasped Marth by the collar and pulled him to his feet. "What's the meaning of this, wretch?"
The guard shook him and Marth gritted his tee
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Among the Ashes
Marth walked into the War Room, flanked by Roy and Elice. They settled themselves in their seats at the head of the table, and Marth glanced at the clock, awaiting the rest of his Guard.
The door swung open only moment later, and Jeigan stepped inside.
Good evening, Your Highness. He smiled as he stopped beside his chair, at Marths right side, directly across from Elice and Roy. Princess. He tipped his head. Roy.
Hey, Roy replied shortly, taking hold of Elices hand on the table.
Elice squeezed Roys hand and turned her eyes down to the table in determined silence.
Marth sighed, and kicked Elice under the table. She jumped, and shot her brother a dark glance, then turned to Jeigan with a plastered smile.
Thank you for coming, Jeigan, she said politely.
An official summons. Jeigan turned back to Marth, as a smile twitched on his lips. But he glanced at Ciara, and
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Among the Ashes
The Red Light
Roy breathed in deeply and felt a sharp, stabbing pain. He winced against it. Slowly, he managed to lift his heavy lids, but found nothing but a blur of light. He blinked and tried to bring the haze into focus. The blue-haired angel hovered over him, and he could feel her breath on his face.
Roy she said softly.
Mom, he called weakly.
No, the angel replied, then she touched his cheek. Its me.
Am I dead?
No, Roy. He could feel her tremble. No .
Knew it, he mumbled feebly. You dont belong in Hell
The angel touched him again. Hed never felt this close to Heaven.
Stay with me, he breathed.
Im right here. She ran her hand from his temple up to his hair, and lightly brushed it from his forehead. Im not going anywhere.
Among the Ashes Chapter 77Among the Ashes Chapter 77 in Fan Fiction More Like This
This is not the end
This is not the beginning
Just a voice like a riot
Rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone
And the violent rhythm
Though the words sound steady
Something empty's within 'em
With fists flying up in the air
Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there
'Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear
Until we're dead, forget it
Let it all disappear
Waiting for the end to come
Wishing I had strength to stand
This is not what I had planned
It's out of my control
Flying at the speed of light
Thoughts were spinning in my head
So many things were left unsaid
It's hard to let you go
What was left when that fire was gone
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
The hardest part of ending is starting again
~Linkin Park "Waiting for the End"
The first rays of a very pale dawn broke over the towers of the Black Fang Fortress. Long shadows from the walls slowly cast across the already-packed arena.
Kau folded his hands b
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We were drawn from the weeds
We were brave like soldiers
Falling down under the pale moonlight
You were holding to me
Like a someone broken
And I couldn't tell you but I'm telling you now
Now it's cold and we're scared
And we've both been shaken
Look at us
This doesn't need to be the end
Just let me hold you while you're falling apart
Just let me hold you and we'll both fall down
I'll be there for you and you'll be there for me
Forever it's you
Forever in me
~Rob Thomas "Ever the Same"
We Both Fall Apart
"They're falling apart, Sire," the soldier held a spyglass to his eye, peering into the distance towards Marth's army. "They can't even hold ranks! They're fighting amongst themselves. Marth himself is engaged in a squabble."
Hardin sat atop his massive stallion, sneering and giving a short barking laugh. "What did I tell you? Aritia is crumbling on its own. We're simply here to see that it happens sooner rather than later. Cornelius was a pitiful ruler at best, but his son
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Among the Ashes
Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms
You're only sleeping
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time
Don't say: We have come now to the end
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again
What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home
~Annie Lennox Into the West
Ciara slammed her door shut and threw her back against the wood. She exhaled with a sharp gasp, letting Manasas body burst through her skin.
Not him. She panted, leaning over her knees. Hes dead. I killed him.
Her breathing increased and she started shaking again, trembling as she drew her arms around herself.
I killed him. Her shoulders heaved with a suppressed sob and curled over herself.
Hed probably smiled when the cannon smas
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Look into my eyes and you will see
What you mean to me
Search your heart, search your soul
And when you find me there you'll search no more
Look into your heart you will find
There's nothing there to hide
Take me as I am, take my life
I would give it all, I would sacrifice
Don't tell me it's not worth fighting for
I can't help it there's nothing I want more
Everything I do I do it for you
I'd fight for you
I'd die for you
~Bryan Adams "Everything I Do"
Die for You
"Princess of the pure heart," the Triforce whispered, its voice suddenly much more ethereal and far less menacing than it had been just moments earlier. Zelda could hear them speaking within her, calmly and under control. Instead of each voice vying to be heard, each booming louder than the last, they were now speaking in perfect unison. "The True Force is at your command," the Triforce echoed in its rich, filling voice.
"What do you wish of Courage?" The bottom right corner illuminated brighter than her sisters fo
Among the Ashes Chapter 80Among the Ashes Chapter 80 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Despite the lies that you're making
Your love is mine for the taking
My love is
To turn your tears to roses
You feel so lonely and ragged
You lay here broken and naked
My love is
To clothe you in crimson roses
I will be the one that's gonna find you
I will be the one that's gonna guide you
My love is
A burning, consuming fire
You'll never be alone
When darkness comes, you know I'm never far
Hear the whispers in the dark
Whispers in the dark
~Skillet "Whispers in the Dark"
No stars shone down over the northern gatehouse. Not even a hint of moonlight to take away from the monotony of darkness that spanned the night watch. Nothing could compete with the thick blanket of clouds that stretched out to the horizon on all sides, releasing their fury in a storm that seemed to cover the entire land of Bern.
The gatehouse guard leaned against the parapet and gazed out over the tops of the trees to the darkness that lurked beyond the forest.
A sharp gus
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Moon and Sun
Navarre leaned against Manasa as he finished off the bottle of beer in his hands. He sighed loudly, then chucked it to the ground. The glass smashed against the cobblestone, exploding outward. A few shards struck against her boots or bounced off the wall beside her, then rattled back down to the ground.
A room full of easy targets in there, he grunted, hovering over her. Try to ruin my fun, will you? He let a filthy name slip and he pressed her against the wall. You better make this worth my while, Nassa.
Navarre opened the second bottle with his teeth, then spit the cork out. It ricocheted off the wall, just inches from her face, and she flinched away. He gulped the liquor down loudly, letting the foam run over the corners of his mouth, and drip down onto her front.
She stood still, her eyes fixed downward, too afraid to look up into his eyes. He shifted his weight and she caught sight of the Falchion hanging
River FishingGone fishing.River Fishing in Free Verse More Like This
I'm off to the river
And the wooded hills
Where the wind doth blow
And the grass doth grow
Free from the taint
Of the city's glow,
And the fireflies burn
In the shade of the night,
They're a pretty sight.
Home at last
Under a darkling sky
Broken only by the light
Of the stars so high
I'll rest right here
In the fire's glow,
Thinkin' now an' then
Of the people I know
Back in the city
With the orange lights,
Warm in the middle
Of the coldest nights.
Burble o' the river
Be my lullaby
To the waking world
Now I say goodbye.
Starin' at the embers
As they burn so slow,
Their archaic dance
Will be the last I know...
Cold Rain'Twas a grey sort of day.Cold Rain in Free Verse More Like This
Outside, the wind was blowing
Damp and chill, the thinnest mist.
You sat on the porch, alone,
On cement cold like the sky,
Contemplating the world.
It was a lone drop at first;
A wet tap on the cheek.
You twitched slightly at the touch.
Soon the drops fell in earnest,
Great globes of water
Shattering on the earth.
Moody now, you took a walk,
Snatching first your umbrella
And slipping on galoshes.
Every other step a splash,
You ambled slowly through the streets
Empty of any other.
Turning a corner, you come upon
A straggler unprotected
Save for a poncho and a fire.
A fire in the rain? you think;
Though in a grate, still the damp wind
Keeps it weak, lukewarm.
The poncho-garbed figure against the wall
Seems undisturbed by you,
Intent upon the dying flame.
You stop a moment, stooping down
To warm your hands by whatever heat
The flame has left to offer.
Looking through the grate, you see
Nothing at all; his hood is down,
Obscuring all his face.
At last, the embers
Winter's NightLet it shine in the darkest night,Winter's Night in Free Verse More Like This
A melting candle, burning bright,
The shadows dancing all around
On purest snow laid on the ground.
Swirling flakes from near and far
Float down from soft, dark clouds that are
The herald of a winter deep
In which the world goes to sleep.
The great, tall trees with branches brown
Are missing now their verdant crown,
Reaching to catch the falling snow
And scraps of black, the roosting crow
A breeze doth blow to spread a chill
To freeze the bones as winter will
And shake the ice-clad branches thin
Thus cracking wood now trapped within.
The bearer shivers with delight
To see so glorious a sight,
But now the candle's burning low;
Time to escape this land of snow.
Valentine's Day PoetrySome roses are red,Valentine's Day Poetry in Free Verse More Like This
But others are black.
Death sure is bitter
And life is pure crack.
Roses are red
And moondust is white.
I may just have
To kill you tonight.
Roses are red
Like the blood of a heart.
That being said
Blood-spatter is an art.
Honey is sweet
And you are too.
But I wish you'd stick less
Than honey is apt to.
Shadows are black
And smiles are white.
May a bright moon shine
On our meeting tonight.
On the right, a Heart;
On the left, a Spade.
One red like life
The other black as shade.
Love is a disease;
Sometimes it hurts.
I love you a lot.
It'll prob'ly get worse.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Sometimes I wonder
Why I fell for you.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I don't believe in Disney love,
Why'm I writing this to you?
FlyFly high, freeFly in Free Verse More Like This
Above the clouds
An endless dream
In skies so blue
Wings spread wide, float on the breeze
The sun at your back, warming the sky
So free in the mountains and valleys of white,
Not bound by the limits of life or of time.
AloneAll on my own, I hear myselfAlone in Free Verse More Like This
All by myself, I run far away.
Away from the fear,
Away from the failure,
Away from all feeling...
All by myself, I turn to face them,
And all by myself, I'm buried by them,
Night in the MountainsNight in the mountains is unlike night anywhere else. Walking on a dusty path surrounded by dark pines swaying and rustling softly in a cool, gentle breeze, you come to a clearing. There's a wide, clear lake, smooth as glass, reflecting the not-so-distant horizon, dominated by mighty peaks with chilly white caps soaring up to meet the deep blue sky.Night in the Mountains in General Fiction More Like This
Looking up, you see a clear window, framed by rough mountain summits. The dark green and brown forest curtains are drawn back, revealing an endless expanse of darkest blue, strewn with innumerable tiny points of light. The moon is near the edge of the ancient frame, serenely floating gracefully toward the center of the window, a bright, perfectly round white coin graying with age but somehow more beautiful still for it.
You turn your attention back to Earth, sighting a rock near the edge of the lake. It is an ancient gray root of the mountains, a luminous gray in the moonlight under the
Let it BeLet it be that the skyLet it Be in Free Verse More Like This
Will be blue and clear ere long
That the sun will shine
And be bright and warm again.
Let it be that the fire
Will burn on into the night
Illuminate the shadows
And spit stars into the sky.
Let it be that the sea
Will be calm and smooth as glass
And reflect the silv'ry light
Of a perfect coin-round moon.
Let it be that the wind
Will e'er speak to those who hear
And chase the puffy clouds
Through a perfect bright blue sky.
Let it be that mountains proud
Will stand the test of time.
Let the trees and the earth
Ever watch our lives go by...
Let it be that we will live
In peace with this great Earth
In harmony with elements
And ever want for naught.
Riding a BikeRiding a bike is much better than driving a car. There are a few reasons for that, but they're all based on personal preference, so this can easily be dismissed. Just the same... so there's the mental, physical, and environmental reasons. Here they are...Riding a Bike in General Fiction More Like This
Okay, starting with the physical reasons... after a while, your strength and stamina increase. 'Specially if you, say, ride uphill or against the wind a lot. Which is almost bound to happen, unless you live in the Superflat Zone. Plus, there's the adrenaline rush you get from riding faster, then faster, then as fast as you can go... it feels so awesome.
Which leads into some of the mental reasons. Obviously you'd feel more confident if you knew you could use your own strength to go really fast or go uphill against the wind or go two miles to school in cold weather. Or while it was raining, or icy, or the sky was crackling with lightning.
Gaara vs Lee: ThoughtsNaruto: Whoa!Gaara vs Lee: Thoughts in Humor More Like This
Sakura: Is that Lee?!
Kakashi: I see...
Gai: Show them the power of youth!
Neji: What the...?!
Temari: Where's Gaara?
Kankuro: Oh noes! He's beating Gaara...!
Ino: What happened to Lee?!
Choji: *furiously munching*
Shikamaru: All this sand and dust... so troublesome...
Lee: See my power!!!
Gaara: WTF?!? What is this guy?! All I can do is raise my arms... *raises arms* ...you know, I never realized how pitiful a defense this is 'til now...
Hayate: *cough* Too much... *cough* ...sand and... dust... *cough cough*
Sneak Peek1. Pleasant WishesSneak Peek in Romance More Like This
Kisses and smooches splotched her hands; both front and back. Kotone only sat in silence, her lips sealed and her wide hazel eyes glued to the young man in front. To be honest, if his feelings were really true and his heart was just as sincere as his hundreds of kisses, she wouldn’t mind. Heck, she would blush and enjoy this moment.
But no. On the contrary, she was tired, terrified, guilty, and – believe it or not – really, really annoyed right now.
“Um…” Slowly she tugged her hands away from his lips. “I think…that’s enough, Sil-”
“Shh…” She froze when Silver stood up, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her closer. “Not a single word, my beautiful rose on a winter’s day.” The words purred from his curled lips, making her tremble in irk rather than glee.
“Silver…” Her hands pressed against his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his hyp
Teamtastic1. WonderTeamtastic in Humor More Like This
“Wow…” Ariana stood in complete awe as she watched her comrade in battle. The way he moved his hip when he commanded his Houndour. The way his head gave a little tilt when he screamed in pure confidence. All of it attracted her attention ever since she laid her radiant red eyes on the pair of hypnotizing blues.
She couldn’t even fight back the idiotic giggle that burst from her mouth the second she saw Archer scoffing at his easy victory.
“Oh? And what do we have here?”
“Eek!” The joyous moment popped like a bubble as soon as she realized she was downright busted. Quickly her head snapped to the left, eyes widened to see none other than her boss’s wife. “M-M-Mrs Wolfe…! I…” Her lips thinned. Her cheeks reddened to see the amusing smile that curved the woman’s lips. Ariana stared in silence as Emery looked at the training hall below them – straight at the source of her attention
Farfetch'd Soup for the Soul1. OriginalFarfetch'd Soup for the Soul in Romance More Like This
Green paced back and forth, his head bewildered with massive worry and angst. His hand clamped his mouth, trying his best to calm down. His ears caught the soft murmurs of Eevee and Pikachu. The boy glanced at the two small starters. Both of them were worried as well. Pikachu showed more concern and fear in his eyes, his frown never gone from his face since he appeared on Green's doorstep.
Green let out of loud huff. He should have known better. That mountain is frickin' freezing for Arceus sake! People could die there!
He shivered viciously at the terrifying thought. Suddenly, he heard faint coughs inside his room. Without a single thought, Green slammed the door open. He could see the dark-haired boy, coughing and breathing weakly on his bed. The young leader rushed to his aid, legs moving like he was running a marathon. "Red!" he shouted in panic. The boy stood beside his bed, hands holding his friend's shoulder.
Red opened his eyes weakly. He f
When Two Are One 27 The sun was bright, welcoming the creatures below with its warm glow. White puffy clouds drifted lazily in the clear blue sky, decorated lovingly for many to see. The Pokémon League stood in all its grandeur, flashing such magnificence, intimidation, and awe for all. The place rarely had visitors since it was positioned in such a dangerous, challenging terrain. Only a few trainers and tourists dropped by sometimes, whether it was in the hopes of just admiring the place or wanting to face the toughest trainers of them all: The Elite Four and the one and only Champion of Unova.When Two Are One 27 in Drama More Like This
A guard stood in front of the League’s entrance. A long, calm breath was inhaled, and then exhaled as he basked in the sun’s warm light. A lazy smile curved his lips. A soft hum tickled his throat. What a peaceful day, he thought. Dropping his head backwards, the guard took a deep breath and groaned quietly, enjoying the moment’s peace.
That is, until the peace
When Two Are One 22 “Mr Alder?” White expressed her shock once she entered the living room. The man she saw was not alone, as Brycen and the Junipers were also present, waiting for the arrival of the surprised brunette.When Two Are One 22 in Drama More Like This
Looking up to meet her gaze, Alder stood from his seat. “How are you feeling?” he asked, a small smile forming his lips. All eyes stared at White, giving her an unnerving feeling while she looked for an assuring answer.
“I’m fine,” she replied, cheeks glowing in red at the constant staring. “Um…you wanted to see me-?” White hitched a squeak once she felt Bianca’s and Cheren’s hand gently squeezing her arms. She turned to look; aqua eyes seeing nothing but a comforting smile on their faces.
At times like this, she was truly lucky to have friends like them.
She forced an upward line of her own, dry lips thinned and weary. Without a word, White brought her legs to the nearest sofa. Cher
Solemn Toughie1. BookSolemn Toughie in Romance More Like This
“Pft,” White bit back a scoff as she observed the contents of the book. “Dude, what is this book? It’s all factual words and it’s boring as hell too.”
“Mmm…?” Cheren opened his left eye, staring at the book she was holding. A small smile twitched the corner of his lips to see that White was holding an official, limited edition biography about Professor Oak. However, he didn’t say a word, for he was too busy and content planting little kisses at her neck and shoulder. His arms tightened around her waist as he hugged her from behind, bringing her closer to his beating chest.
She knew he heard her. And she knew he was blatantly ignoring her. “You and your books. I swear, sometimes I’m relieved to know that you went through your Pokémon journey. If not, you’ll be stuck in your room drowned by books.” White laughed as she heard his quiet growling. With a smile forming her mouth and che
When Two Are One 29 As if the stairs weren’t giving her a hard time. White now found another problem.When Two Are One 29 in Drama More Like This
The castle was extremely huge, that she knew ever since she laid her eyes on it. She just didn’t realize that the place inside would be like a maze. Arceus knows how many levels it has, and that’s just the first building.
“When I get my hands on him…” she grumbled sourly, feet stomping and fists unclenching for the fifteenth time. Sharp blue eyes turned left and right, carefully observing her area. The place was grand, that she couldn’t lie. Walls of white and silver were everywhere she turned. Elegant lines of green decorated the smooth plane, creating vibrant curves and breath-taking textures. The ceiling was not to be misjudged as well; covered in gentle silvers and shined by beautiful, strikingly golden chandeliers.
If not for the fact that she was on a heavy mission that could definitely endanger the fate of the world, White would
Soft Surprise“Silvy!”Soft Surprise in Romance More Like This
The second his name and that voice rang in his ears, Silver turned around. And before he could say even a peep, a certain someone quickly pounced on him; her arms wrapped around his neck and – to his utmost shock – her lips pressed against his.
“Mmmpmh…!” Silver eyes widened in shock, arms up in the air and body almost falling backwards. He felt her body against his. He felt her warm, soft lips delicately yet passionately touching his lips. Heat rushed into his face and body. Tingles sparked his nerves from head to toe.
First, he was shocked. Now, he was just stupefied.
Then, as a few seconds of her kisses shot straight into his brain, Silver was then thrown into ecstasy.
His arms slowly stopped shaking, dropped until he wrapped them around her waist. With a sharp breath inhaled and choked inside his throat, Silver pulled Kotone tighter and returned the kiss with a much more sensual, needy desire.
She felt his rapid heartbeat. She hea
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"Let's see, how to cook eggs." Silver muttered to himself as he scanned around the kitchen. One finger tapping his mouth, he eyed the fridge. A cocky chuckle blew off his lips. Feet walking toward the refrigerator, Silver opened it and took out an egg. He scoffed arrogantly, palm cozily holding the hard shell. "This will be easy."
Switching the grill on, Silver placed a small pot on top of the lighting fire and poured some oil on it. As he did, his mind wandered to the sleeping Kotone in their room. For some apparent reason, Silver decided to surprise her in making breakfast. He knew Kotone did most of the cooking. It wasn't that she was ordered to.
No. What annoyed Silver was the fact that she didn't believe him when it came to him cooking.
An egoistic scoff wheezed through gritted teeth. "Saying I can't cook. Please." Huffing his chest in pride, Silver raised his hand slightly and gently cracked the egg on the pot's end.
He then stopped when the egg didn't show a sp
Wistful Desire I miss the first time I saw you. Where my eyes were unwarily drawn to you like a magnet. Where my body felt light, and my feet somehow shuffled closer towards you. That was when I heard your Pokémon’s words; so filled with love and enthusiasm that it was enough to baffle me into speechlessness.Wistful Desire in Romance More Like This
I miss the sight of your electrifying eyes. Never have I seen such beauty through a pair of irises. The moment my eyes met yours, it was as if a jolt had electrified every inch of my body, stunning me to a point where mobility seemed impossible. Tell me. Is it true that humans cannot lie with their eyes? Because when I saw yours, all I saw were a wave of emotions, swirling like a rampant tornado, throwing every single sensation that I never knew existed.
I miss the sound of your voice. Although your tone was sometimes harsh towards me, that never stopped the fact that it became a song that chimed beautifully in my mind. Unlike others, you rarely showed fear. Unl
The Final Submission- Please ReadOkay, serious talk time. Because I haven’t been on this account in a while and I need to get some things off my chest.The Final Submission- Please Read in Free Verse More Like This
The majority of you followed me on this account because of my writing. In all honesty, the writings you fell in love with were fueled with negativity and distaste for my family, myself, and life in general. I was uber depressed and confused about everything and it was a hard time for me.
Going through things now, looking back at some of the crazy stuff I’ve written, I realize that I’ve come a lot farther than where I was. I mean, hell, I’m still confused about somethings. And I still don’t get why I’m so unbelievably emotional. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t gotten better.
I depend on my friends a lot, you know. Like a lot, a lot. And half the time, I don’t think they understand how important they are to me. I’ve been down darker paths before, self harm was something I struggled with and every day
My Affair with DarknessThat heavy lidded,My Affair with Darkness in Free Verse More Like This
Fuzzy thinking way,
Of stumbling to your creaking bed,
And resting from the day,
Fleeting, floating feeling,
Of drifting into wrinkled time,
And making love to Darkness.
And that sweet taste of Darkness,
Encasing your own warmth,
Letting you forget your worries,
As you reach for his handsome form.
And that sweet kiss from Darkness,
As you faint into his song,
Is a better escape to me now,
Than any sun-lit love, long gone.
The Black Swan, The Dark QueenThe way her mind fell apart,The Black Swan, The Dark Queen in Free Verse More Like This
The way she strived to be perfect in the eyes of everyone,
The way she lost herself within the darkness of her mind,
Her eyes bloodshot,
Curtained and dark,
Her body constantly abused,
By herself and by others,
All of this…
And all the criticism,
And all the expectancy,
And all the eyes watching,
Pictures moving, mocking…
To be a girl…To be a woman under the eyes of her talent,
The wings of her superiors,
The voice of obsession,
The stress, the pain,
And yet the strained beauty between her passion,
And her demons…
Leaves me wondering in my shadows,
And oddly, admiring.
The story of her struggle, is understandable by anyone affected by perfection.
That desire to be what everyone wants you to be,
And the pain that comes from becoming what you shouldn’t,
Becoming the monster they unknowingly turn you into.
This Is MeI am not sure of much anymore,This Is Me in Free Verse More Like This
As I sit here under a softened light,
And muffled tunes of music drift into the air like smoke,
I simply sigh and ponder over everything….
What is it when you cannot be free…
When you are trapped forever, eternity…
Tied up and caged in,
Masquerading in a human skin…
If I swim long enough,
Within the depths of feline thoughts,
A bitter hatred and anger,
Boil resentment for those against my kind…
Are we not all living our own stories to tell,
Can we not all be free?
It is only nature for there to be control….
For someone to stand up and crown their own brow…
I suppose to say we are all equal would anger so many…
Are we not all living our own stories to tell,
How Dare The FoolSpitting hate burning my tongue,How Dare The Fool in Free Verse More Like This
Clenched fists believing in ghostly strength,
Nails biting pinked crescents into my palms,
The anger stirs and tenses,
She gathers her energy from behind my eyes,
Tinting everything red and hazy….
My head tilts forward,
My eyes singe any unfaithful soul in my sight,
And I feel my teeth grind,
My voice carrying hateful, malicious words of revenge, retorting and twisting every misdirected phrase,
Clawing the air with electrifying negativity…
How dare he,
How dare he,
How DARE he say such things to my kin, my family…
Taking short, unfulfilling breaths,
I raise my gaze to search the crowd of unconcerned idiocy,
And see the crown of my treasured human…
Somewhere beneath this crimson haze,
I hear the slow chant, "Kyubbi, Kyubbi, Kyubbi….I need...him…"
His name circles my mind uneasily,
And the voice of the fool draws back my insanity,
Instantly I have left, and she takes over again….
This anger overcomes me, my skin shaking and hurting,
Her frustration is so
The Virus That Stole RealityOne thing I hate about online chats,The Virus That Stole Reality in Emotional More Like This
Is that everyone can say what they would never say in person
It's so much harder to be real with anyone in reality, but so much easier to type our expressions
And then we end up feeling the need for a hug or a kiss or any form of attention or affection,
And you obviously can't, because you'd be hugging a computer or a laptop or Ipad or whatever
One thing I hate about online chats,
Is that nothing can be truly how you meant to say it,
The little tilt in words for sarcasm, the stars for actions you might have done in reality
It's just not the same
What I wouldn't give to be able to be real in reality,
Rather than technology .
But like a virus it spreads and you can't help it .
Suddenly there's breakups online,
Paragraphed, Caps-locked arguments involving words you might never ever say,
And difficult questions
Most people are too scared,
They hide behind their small wall of o
Only Half LupineThe silenced moon blinks from above,Only Half Lupine in Free Verse More Like This
Watching me howl under my fur,
My tail dragging in the dirt,
Covering itself with dust and debris.
They'll never know what it's like,
To feel the cold stare of blood,
To know you are not one,
But only half lupine
A stretched whine escapes my teeth,
And the heads of those who claim love, turn,
I cannot possibly be fully accepted as one of them,
All for something out of my control .
Outside the pack, I watch and linger,
They accept me, but they do not,
And I am silently separated
I would protect them!
I would love them!
I would fight for them, lead them!
But it is not my path to do so
I will not be a pity case for their pack
My paws softly graze the worn paths of night,
I gaze through the thickened trees,
This darkened forest, a maze of my life,
I will never find my way
I am not fully one, or the other,
And for this reason,
I howl silently to myself as to not be heard,
For even if they sympathize, they will never kno
The Shower's TherapyLetting the skins drape to the floor,The Shower's Therapy in Free Verse More Like This
I reveal my body to the chilled sliding glass,
Stepping away from a mottled brown door,
The sudden sound of rain across tile soothes my ears.
Each step across the icy floor, over into the light blue haven,
A breath, a gasp, the warmth of each droplet slicing my skin, my blood spreading,
My hair loops down across my shoulders,
Like silken chords of brunette hues shining,
I watch as the water slides down the ropes, and dances off into the air before thinning below,
Slowly, I'm shaking,
My breath too shallow, backing up, clearing my eyes,
I lay against the stones and let the rain envelop me.
I forget everything and listen to it rush past my ears.
I watch as it decorates my pale skin with peach dew drops,
And I envy...
I close my eyes and let this constant pounding of the shower beat down on my back,
My nerves begin to dull and I feel rocked to sleep,
tucked in by the coolness of the tiles below my legs...
When I try to stand again, in fear of sitting
Silent DescriptionsThe silence in this home is overwhelmingSilent Descriptions in Emotional More Like This
Cool air kissing my face,
The warmth of a canines snore against your feet.
Silence is only welcomed by the beckoning glow of glass lamp,
Decorated with a bronze hummingbird and cheap jewels
The blankets drape more than needed, tumbling down to a cold wooden floor,
Like cotton waterfalls of purpled hues and ivory seams
If I close my eyes, I see nothing, but then, something
A red cloud shifting to blue and green, like a bejeweled swarm of hornets.
My blood, it pounds within my neck and I can feel every thrum,
I can feel the cool air writhing its way down my throat, painting the inside of my lungs with mint.
This home is silent, aside from the slow pattering of nimble fingers on keys,
And secret tunes carried by string, known only to me
But aside from the music, aside from the pattering, aside from the canine snores,
There is only silence,
And that alone,
To comfort my weary soul.
True Love: A Painted Myth?Forgive me if I intrude,True Love: A Painted Myth? in Free Verse More Like This
If I'm a little bold,
I've always been a little odd,
From all that I've been told
But something about the way you smile,
Something about the way you trust,
Good Lord, send me a soul to love,
And forget this useless lust
So many tiring hours spent,
Looking for his name
Trying to find a hint,
If he's still the same
I could have been the secret girl,
Chosen at a whim,
I threw my heart at his chest,
But still, I did choose him
I don't know what is real anymore,
My mind does war against me,
Somehow I must get the patience,
To tame the visions that taint me.
So please forgive me if I'm odd,
My heart is just too hopeless to worry with,
But also because I am scared,
That true love is just a painted myth.
AtAInterview transcriptAtAInterview transcript in Articles & Interviews More Like This
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PERSONAL CATASTROPHE AND PROBABLE SOLUTIONSYour life is headed for a disastrous end.PERSONAL CATASTROPHE AND PROBABLE SOLUTIONS in Free Verse More Like This
Everyone will die.
That is a fact.
You will die.
Your friends will die.
Everyone you know will die.
These are indisputable facts.
Your body will break down and crash in one way or another.
Your heart will stop.
Your brain synapses will cease firing.
100% guaranteed termination.
You and everyone you know has less than 122 years left.
The oldest person alive was 122.
Oldest person alive now is 115.
Death should be your number one enemy.
Do not accept it.
Do not welcome it.
The question is - are you willing to extend, improve your life and the lives of those you love?
Why haven't you done it yet? Do you think it's impossible?
Flying for us was impossible until airplanes were built.
Now, the question is- how do we stop the personal catastrophe of death?
The logical answer is - science!
We can slow death down using modern medicine, and we can stop and reverse some accidental causes of death.
Aging is one cause that we cannot currentl
Snippy - Poem of DoomSnippy - Poem of Doom in Free Verse More Like This
Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these days you'll run right out of luck,
Your empire will fall, and your ego besides,
It's karma for sure, like the turn of the tides,
And then I will lol, sitting in my own muck,
Coz after all this I just won't give a f***.
Don't LookPlease don't look at me...Don't Look in General Fiction More Like This
Be careful not to look this way- something might catch your eye. Maybe something glitters in an unseen light, or maybe you can see below the surface with just one glance. What is it you see there that draws you in so?
Don't come any closer...
Is it the blank deadness upon my face that makes you stare in wonder? Surely you've seen it before; I am certainly not the only sufferer in this world. I am not the only person who is subjected to constant internal chaos.
I need this space to breathe...
The hunched-over posture, I know, is a sign of weakness. It is one that I will willingly wear, as a sign to others that I am defeated. I am waving a white flag to the world; I surrender to the bitterness.
Be wary of my gaze...
Can you see something hidden in my eyes? What is it that you have found there? You shouldn't have come this close. You should avert your gaze and walk away, because there is nothing worth staying this close for.
ContinuanceAnother day comes to a close,Continuance in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A week, a month, a year.
The end arrives with its promise of finality,
Bringing with it the possibility of rebirth,
And in all that is unknown,
Time will always continue,
With or without us in its company.
We are expendable,
But at the same time invaluable,
And important to those around us.
But when our story comes to its conclusion,
What is left of us?
What of our hopes and dreams,
Our accomplishments and failures,
That and those which are of meaning to us?
What of our memories?
Do they fade away as we fade,
Or will they thrive after our passing?
Will we live on in the memory of others,
A deviation of who we really were?
Who will speak of us in truth after we are gone?
And who will speak for us when they are gone also?
How will we have ever existed?
Which may never be answered in correctness nor accuracy,
Simply arise from one subject,
One often avoided and feared but also embraced a
ConformityI am finished with the irony,Conformity in Other More Like This
The irritating fact that life is an endless loop.
I detest repetition,
The insufferable tedium
Of the ever-constant situation.
When does it end?
Will change ever come
To whisk us all away?
A volatile situation.
I have waited long enough for that day,
And have delayed my mind a voice
For a time as long as I have existed.
The repression of surfacing depression,
Now finds restraints are snapping,
Taking away the accepted attitude.
Now I will lock away the stability,
Chain up the general standard,
Break away from the majority.
Now is the time for freedom.
A Book Is Like Comparison...A Book Is Like Comparison Is Like A BookA Book Is Like Comparison... in General Fiction More Like This
A book is a common way used to describe a person,
And although overused, its a just comparison.
See, theres a book Im reading at the moment,
But its not a happy book.
Its sad, and it doesnt tell you everything.
I think it just doesnt want to give away all of its secrets,
Or tell you all of the problems that occur within the plot.
Not all at once at least.
But if you look past the cover,
One that seems generally without problem or uncertainty,
You can see the story is riddled with such things.
But sadly, not many people bother to look past the cover,
Or even to read the small piece of text everyone gets to read.
Nobody bothers to look through the pages,
Or take just a glimpse of what else is there.
And really, it shouldnt matter that theres only one copy of this book.
That one copy is enough for everybody to read,
If they just took the time to do so.
If they did,
Theyd see the brilliant
Mirrored TearsMirrored TearsMirrored Tears in Other More Like This
She told me
She didn't want to do this anymore,
And she said,
I can't live with this pain."
And the tears spilt onto her pale cheeks.
I brushed them away,
And I tried to smile.
Then she and I closed the cupboard door on the pane of glass between us.
Nothing, NothingNothing, NothingNothing, Nothing in Other More Like This
My life is falling to pieces before my eyes,
But Ill stay quiet and tell no one.
Suffering in silence is a trait of mine,
And it makes me independent.
I rely on no one and need no friends to know.
So Im learning from my loneliness
Just how strong I can be.
But in times of weakness,
I succumb to my demons,
And cry in fear of everything.
And out of pain,
Because pain crushes my soul,
Grinds it into tiny fragments.
Just like a stone in the ocean,
It wears me away,
Until I am nothing.
Until I am all but a whisper,
Of what I once was.
Remaining Unseen .:7:.Right, move now! the teacher said, raising her voice so she could be heard over the noise of the classroom. But also partially because she was getting mad.Remaining Unseen .:7:. in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Sitting in her chair, she tried to ignore the teacher punishing a student behind her. Not exactly a remarkable feat to do so on her part, but some commendation could be given considering the teacher stood right next to her, her squawking voice echoing in her ears. She continued writing her favourite lyrics from songs on the sheet of paper before her.
Eh, she thought, so much for the drawing aspect of this exercise. Its not even art and they want me to draw. I didnt choose art for a reason, honestly.
You better run for the hills before they burn,
Listen to the sound of the world, dont watch it turn,
I just wanna show you what I know,
And catch you then the current lets you go
No. I dont wanna move, the female student protested. She recognised the voice as a peer whom she ha
TemporaryTemporaryTemporary in Free Verse More Like This
I don't care if it ends up hurting me.
Just so long as I have these moments of happiness.
Surrounded by friends.
Vaguely listening to the hum of quiet chatter.
Gazing up at the stars.
Feeling someone's hand twitch in mine.
Sharing warmth when the air suddenly seems cold.
That's what makes me happy.
Though I know what will happen.
I wait for the relapse, the repetition of the past.
And I am selfish, because I know it will happen.
But I refuse to care about any of this.
I will not think about the damage, the change in attitude.
All I want is the temporary happiness.
The warmth from someone else's skin.
Sharing a gaze, a smile, a quiet laugh.
The feeling of not being alone in the world.
I don't care about anything else.
I am conceited.
And I will be content with taking what little happiness I can steal.
Even if it does hurt me.
Loneliness..Loneliness Tied With A Red RibbonLoneliness.. in Short Stories More Like This
She'd always have on a red ribbon; at all times there would be one amongst the strands of her long, raven hair, then sometimes there'd be another around a thin wrist, around her neck or on one of her long, bony fingers. She'd wear a soulless stare for weeks at a time, until, on occasion, something would break through the foggy haze surrounding her to make her give an insubstantial smile. Her broken, cerulean-eyed gaze would linger for minutes at a time, showing only vague signs of iridescence or warmth.
She never really appeared to be present at school-she'd just work in silence and achieve the brilliant grades her classmates strived for. Of course, this would earn her various scornful remarks and would make her disliked amongst some students, but she didn't seem to mind. She never strived for acceptance, so perhaps that was what made her immune to their ridicule. On the other hand, maybe she was just intent on keeping loneliness as her company.
She--Tegan:She-- in Emotional More Like This
Hates the way she looks.
Is crying behind her smile.
Knows someone who has a façade.
Knows someone who makes her laugh on dry days.
Knows that people pretend to be happy.
Knows life is unfair for a reason.
Hates that she knows life is unfair for a reason.
Cant stop thinking about her brother.
Believes the world would be a better place without her.
Loves you all sincerely.
Should stop writing.
Should leave quietly.
Should forget the past.
Should leave the future alone.
Cant do the four above.
Is sorry for her mistakes.
Is sorry she isnt a good enough friend.
Is sorry she cant be trusted by friends.
Is sorry that she gets the impression of the two above.
Loves you all sincerely.
Thinks the tides are turning.
Likes to sit in her darkened room and think.
Likes to sit in her darkened room and write.
Knows she will fail.
Knows she is failing as a friend.
Hopes you dont think she is unstable, even though she thinks she is.
Believes Indie is good.
ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 16The next day, Bugs, Mickey and the children were up earlier than dawn to pick up the Chipmunks at their hotel in order to begin putting things together for Friday, the chosen date for filming. Arriving at the hotel, the Toons found that the Seville Brothers had stayed up nearly all night writing the music for the new song, once again blowing Mickey away in amazement; he had not expected them to get even a third of the music written by morning.ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 16 in General Fiction More Like This
“Music’s our passion, our Life Source,” Alvin said with a casual shrug. “We literally feed on it!”
They sung a few bars for the Toon Stars, and Ashton was the first to notice the sparks of life in Bugs and Mickey’s eyes. Bugs bobbed his head from side to side as a smile reached his lips, obviously containing his excitement better than the mouse who was sitting next to him on the hotel bed—Mickey’ grin was from ear to ear, and his ears wiggled with delight once the song had finished. He was al
ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 10It was the first time the Mouse children got to visit Warner Brothers, and so despite the irritation their parents caused them the night before, they were dressed and ready to head out of the house by six that same morning.ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 10 in General Fiction More Like This
“Gotta wake up, gotta wake up!” Timmy cheered as he, Susie and Andrew pulled the bed sheets off of their father’s body. “We gotta go to work now!”
Mickey moaned and sleepily reached for the covers in vain. “Wait an extra hour,” he grumbled while turning over and cuddling with Minnie.
Susie pulled on her father’s tail. “It’s your own fault for not goin’ to bed when you were s’posed to, Daddy,” she scolded. “Ashton’s wakin’ his dad up right now!”
“Good for him,” Mickey mumbled.
Andrew shook his father’s shoulders again. “But wouldn’tcha wanna beat Mister Bunny downstairs first?” he said as Mickey’s ear perked up. “I mean
ToonZ - A Different Kind of Magic chp3(conclusion)Uncle Scrooge’s words kept me up for the next two nights. I had decided to interfere this time, and due to that, the studios were giving me the final say.ToonZ - A Different Kind of Magic chp3(conclusion) in General Fiction More Like This
And boy, what a time to give me that right.
I kept staring at my phone, at the studios and at home, debating on whether to call Dan back in or not. I met up with the team I spent the pitch with, and they all agreed that it was only fair that I had the final say. Thankfully, they let me sleep on it.
Or you know, try to.
“Mickey,” Minnie whispered the second night, as my absence from bed woke her. She turned on her lamp and looked at me as I paced back and forth in the room. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she added, “Why are you still up?”
“I can’t sleep,” I whispered, hands behind my back and head low. “I can’t get what Uncle Scrooge said out of my head.”
“You’re letting it bother you more than it should.”
“But he’s right
ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 8Staff peered in from either sides of the doorway, but their faces were illegible due to the sunlight pouring in. The smoke coming from the dynamite in the corner continued to rise and only added to the sudden ominous and threatening presence of the studios’ director. A stray aluminium tray rolled over the floor and came to a rest in front of the human, who let it turn and make its irritating noise until he slammed his foot down over it. The sound was even more alarming than the dynamite had been and made every single Toon present cower. He then proceeded to kick it aside until it slammed into the far wall.ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 8 in General Fiction More Like This
Bugs shuddered at the noise and only looked at Mickey momentarily when the mouse squeaked and covered his face. He then cleared his throat and tapped his fingers together in front of him. He laughed nervously and bared his teeth. “Is there a problem, Sir?” he asked, although he already knew that there was.
The man crossed his arms and glared at him. “Why don
ToonZ special - Last OneHOOOOOOOOOOONNNKKK!!!ToonZ special - Last One in General Fiction More Like This
Mickey yelped as he came around the corner and would have fallen backwards into Minnie, had she been behind him when Oswald and Donald blew plastic party horns in his face. The cartoon mouse flailed his arms in the air and Minnie covered her ears until confetti fell over their heads. The Humans and Toons who had come into work earlier that day all shouted out in unison around them and howled before bursting into laughter.
Minnie giggled behind her hand and released her tightened grasp around her purse. Mickey placed a hand over his chest and took a deep breath before smiling at the people around him. He laughed and then reached for the horns Oswald and Donald had, only to have the two Toons pull themselves out of reach. “Our birthday was yesterday, you’re all a day late!” he exclaimed, making some people laugh again.
“You’ve been around for 85 years, we can celebrate for as long as we want, Big Cheese!” someone from the b
ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 14While Mickey’s expressions changed and his hands made gestures, his eyes remained fixed on the floor. A frown fell over his eyes and his nose wrinkled as he bared his teeth and clenched his fists. “For the first time in my career, I knew what it felt like to hate someone,” he said, almost in a hiss. “Pure hatred. Only a handful of Toons nowadays who aren’t villains can feel that, or have at one point, without becoming evil. My creator had tried to keep me from ever feeling that. Because of my role, my personality, I had to remain innocent.ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 14 in General Fiction More Like This
“But seeing and hearing about how this Bugs Bunny was creating more laughter than what I thought was possible made me lose it. I was jealous. I had been the best of the best, the lead mouse, the number one Toon around the globe, and all of a sudden this guy decides to step up to the plate and take a swing. He struck a homerun in his first go, just as I had in 1928. It felt like my popularity, my posit
ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 13Nearing the end of the afternoon, the gang had been able to finish taking the set down and setting it aside. The children were not pleased with having to do more work, but the optimism of the Seville Brothers kept their spirits up and made the heavy work easier to bear. They broke into song at one point, and when Bugs went to alert his manager of the changes in the project, he could hear everyone, the chipmunks, the children, even Mickey and Pluto, singing various Christmas songs together as though there were no such thing as boundaries between age and company. The rabbit was glad to know that Alvin had been able to get along with Mickey faster than he had been able to with Bugs, despite still holding a grudge against their companies.ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 13 in General Fiction More Like This
The manager of the Looney Tunes was not particularly pleased about the sudden change at first. He reminded Bugs about the limit he had on spending, and also what trouble it could cause if their idea backfired again. Quite aware of the risks yet firm in hi
ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 7Mickey held up a pack of papers and flipped through them as he walked towards his group. “Okay, so you guys know what you’ll be doin’,” he said, stopping next to the gang. “These are just scripts to show you guys where you’ll be at certain points in the music.” He handed everyone at least six sheets each before placing his hands on his hips. “There won’t be any verbal exchange between you and the Looney Tunes, so at least try to respect where you set your feet down.”ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 7 in General Fiction More Like This
Goofy flipped through his papers before scratching his head. “So, no talkin’ right?” he said. “I mean, I ain’t have a problem if I need tah say a few lines, Mickey—!”
“Bugs and I thought it would be better—and safer—if no one spoke to each other, Goof,” Mickey replied. “I know you and Porky tend to be alright with most situations, but there are some of us—!” He frowned at Do
ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 11Mickey did not object to Bugs’ idea. His children were eager to meet the state’s most popular cartoon band, and Ashton was already talking about the triplets before they had even reached Bugs’ car in the parking lot. It had been a very long time since he had seen Warner Brothers’ rabbit this excited about something.ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 11 in General Fiction More Like This
The one thing Mickey admired about Bugs was that he knew how to make connections—something the mouse had to stop doing on account that the company did it for his own sake, much to his chagrin at times.
The drive was nearly two hours and a quarter. The headquarters for Bagdasarian Productions was up in Montecito, so thankfully Bugs had several things for the kids to do during the drive—apparently, it was not the first time that he took long trips with Ashton. They sang songs and counted passing cars. Bugs drove in silence due to his eagerness and determination to get through traffic to their destination. When he was on the trail of a solut
ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 22Because the ducks had not arrived with the gifts yet, Bugs and Mickey were encouraged by their wives to take the time to relax and listen to the chipmunks as they practiced. Hot chocolate in hand, after chatting with Minnie and Lola in the kitchen, they went to sit in the living room, where Alvin, Simon and Theodore were singing. They sang in A cappella, hoping to fill in their instruments with voices, and after the third try, Morty and Ferdie slapped their thighs to give them a better sense of the rhythm.ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 22 in General Fiction More Like This
Only once did Mickey stop them to correct a note or two, but for the most part, the mouse swung his feet and his head to the singing. Bugs was able to tell how successful their project would be by the way Mickey’s childlike innocence made him react to the song—when the rehearsing was through, he clapped and asked for an encore.
If Mickey wants to hear it again after the umpteenth time, Bugs thought as the Chipmunks began again, then that means that it’ll a
CleonAs Claire picks up her penCleon in General Fiction More Like This
and begins to write ....
Well today like any other day
is lonly and my heart feel torn
into because you arent there
I have to rely on Sherry to keep
I dont want to put such a burden
on her she is so young and has
so much to look forward to
But i hope that when she meets
someone that he will be and
turn out just like you
Days i havent seen you
Hours i havent held you
Minutes that just seem to say
you wont come home
I feel tormented
I feel lost
You are my light
that i always saw at the end of
each dark tunnel life would
present to me .....
Leon just come back to me
I know you had to head back to
the white house the President
loves calling you back ...
But atleast i wish that i could have gone
with you just this once
Coming backAll Characters belong to CapcomComing back in General Fiction More Like This
As Time stood Still
Chris felt like nothing could go wrong
That his life finally had meaning
That everything that he had went thru was and had been worth it
Hopefully not a memory
He would and will cherished forever
He couldnt believe it
Had come back to him
Wesker took in everything about the moment that was there
How chris felt
how chris moved
this moment seemed like it would never end
The peace is broken up by the limbs they both hear breaking..
Chris looks up at Wesker Quick! he quietly exclaimed
Wesker hide behind the nearest tree so that he could watch Chris...
O Brain walks up to Chris coming out from the wooded area
Chris what are you doing out her
Uncovering Truth Ch2Title of Chapter 2 Uncovering the TruthUncovering Truth Ch2 in Drama More Like This
"Damn i have been stuck in here for awhile now this guys knows everything now"
"Got a call already,would yall excuse me"
Sheva gives me a nod,Derek seemed not to like it but lets me go anyway
"Ya Chris here"
I freeze at hearing eerie haunting voice on the other end
Chris i hear been along time
U do remember me been awhile since we saw each other last....
"Damn U Wesker,how the hell."
Oh u must be thinking of what i did to Jill well just to let u know i have what would cure her if your interested.
"U know i am......Wesker"
Just surrender yourself over to me and i will in turn give u the antidote for Jill
"U will give it to me if i just come and get it"
Just come to the old Anatrica Facility and find out for yourself.
Hanging the phone up." Just come and get it huh."
This part 1 of Chapter 2 a part 2 is in work in progress
Thank u all for reading
Coming back to youAll Characters belong to CapcomComing back to you in General Fiction More Like This
Continent away miles deep within a volcano
lava burst and bubbled t
rocks fell and hit in double
silence had been there for hours
till when a hand come up
the voice called out from beneath the lava a face coming up burnt and torn ..
Chris....the voice muttered ..
making his way to the side of a platform..
taking everything he had just to pull himself up..
Chris i'm coming for you...dont stay gone long
I will come for you ......To take you
take a time to rest a time to breath
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Josh Land the helicopter
Josh looking back at me
Chris are u crazy? he shouts to me
Damn it josh i said land
Josh looking to me
Josh landing the helicopter close as he can to the volcano
I jump out running to where we had fought Wesker
Chris! Jill screams out...Chris stop!
WESKER! I call out Wesker are u here tell me u are alive!
*i couldnt stand it the thought of leaving him behind even if he did betray us even if he killed all of stars even if he did want to rule the world*
Jill puts her hand on my shoulder Chris!
i turn sharply back to her
Jill i cant go on without him
Jill slaps me across the face
Chris do u hear urself! he isnt the same anymore he isnt our wesker!
Jill that doesnt mean we cant help him to become that again,he needs help he needs someone to care about him and love him..
Jill looks at me very shocked
Chris are u saying ?!
Yes Jill i am......
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Pulling up to her brother's apartment
Ok Chris lets see what's going on...
Claire hoped off her bike
walking up to her bro's door
knocking on it
Chris! Claire called out
Chris turned sharply to the door
Claire.... he muttered
Wekser looked back Chris
Wesker you need to hid quick go to the back bedroom ok
Chris called out just a sec Claire..
Walking to the door opening it
Hey Claire what's up i thought i told you i would be busy
Claire shooked her head bro you are never busy when u are not at work i just want time with you what's going on
Nothing Claire really i am alright today ^^ he gave her a smile
Well i will just see about that Claire pushed herself past her bro who seemed like he was blocking the door XD
Claire looked around thinking *Chris must be hiding something or someone maybe him and jill finally hooked up and they were nah that cant be it
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As the rain hits the window
as the wind howls outside
i sit in my bed thinking about ....
looking at my night stand i see my stars knife.....
picking it up taking it into my hands.. i pull it out from its holster...
i walk over to the radio and turn it on then make my way back to my bed....
sitting down ...
then i hear our song...
sighing i look into the blade that glimmers into the moonlight...
all i see in the relfection is you...
My Blood brother...
Thinking there is no reason to live
No Reason to be..
My life is over with you gone now...
I raise the knife to plung it into my chest..
Next thing i feel is the impact of the cold floor to my back
I lay there in my own blood.....
As our song continues to play......
I.....wi...sh....u..were....hear... I mange to mutter from my lips.....
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Coming up to HQ
"Boy this ought to be fun."
Getting out from his jeep shutting the door
Hey Chris Jill calling out at the entrance
Yea..Hey Jill he waved to her
What's up she asked
Nothing just a bad night how are things with Becca oh i mean Rebecca? looking down at her in question
Jill's cheeks turned a soft red...
Well...We are doing amazing Chris she is wonderful...she stuttered.
Chris gave a sigh thinking
*I couldnt even make her that happy*
Chris lowered his head
walking off into the building
Glad you and becca are alright jill,Glad u both are happy together...
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As Jill and Becca made their way to the direction they both saw O Brain come from
moving aside the bushes and shrubs
Chris Wesker questioned
Chris continued to stay quiet...
Is that what's been going on?He shouldnt be doing that to you Chris
Chris slowly turned to Wesker and broke down into his arms
Wesker sat there holding him while cried
Chris he said brushing his hair aside..
I hate working with him Chris cried out
Wesker told Chris to quiet down and that he would always be there for him,i wont let him do that to you anymore
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Its wax Chris,he smiling devilishly.
"Wesker,What the hell are u gonna do with it?"slight panic on my voice
Oh u will see.
Wesker walks over to me with the stick of hot wax and he starts to trace my chest out,The wax starts to burn at my skin.
I let out a scream of pain that echos through the room.
Wesker smiles down at me,That is what i like to hear Chris....Now give me more.
Wesker getting a whip down from one of the shelves and looking back at me.
Now Chris lets hear u cry out somemore.Wesker laughed.
Walking up He starts to lash at me seemingly like he puts everything he has into each strike.
Scream Chris! He yells at me.
Clinching my teeth i continue to tell myself that."I wont!" But it finally begins to wear on me after he continues to lash me for awhile,i cant remember how long....
I finally give into it and scream "AHHHH!"
Thats it Chris! Wesker says laughing and watching me move in pain on the table he has me st